Showing posts with label teen. Show all posts
Showing posts with label teen. Show all posts

Saturday, November 10, 2018

Of Teenage Green-age

PAD Challenge day 10; For today’s prompt, write a teenage poem.




You are oblivious to Time’s fleet feet; the starry street
Of love and life still virginal; the bud tender and sweet
Your panoramic outlook rife with possibility
Not stricken yet with Relinquishment’s ‘never meant to be’

You are an almost-butterfly still shedding your cocoon
Undaunted by The Swiftness that undoes the afternoon
Your senses keened to fantasies that youth aspires to
No dusty archives in your head as yet to mar the view

You are the future’s wheels in motion forging forward where
The aftermath of Beaten Path leads to more than thin air
Your visage not yet haunted by the echoes of a stream
Your shadow falls behind you as you leap from dream to dream

Where the green-leaf of knowledge primes the vestiges of skill
Time's college full of trade-masters waiting to test sheer will
Before the roar of decades turns the spirit young and free
Into the very people that you vowed never to be…
your parents

© Janet Martin


Monday, July 1, 2013

Forever Within Reach



 

Run, my dear child, wherever you dare
You’ll never outrun
The reach of a prayer

Dream, my dear child, for youth is fair
Just remember
You can never out-dream my prayer

Dance, my dear child, free from life’s care
But know you are held
In your mother’s prayer

Wherever you roam, whatever you bear
Remember, my child
You are in my prayer

© Janet Martin

They came, laughing through my doorway
for a few brief moments
then they left,
having traded dad's pick-up
for mom's van
a-flutter with beach towels, google maps
and carefree good-byes

I waved and did the only other thing I could think of; pray.

Monday, April 22, 2013

For my Daughter who Likes to Debate

  


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Poetic Bloomings Prompt; Time flies when you’re having fun! We’ve heard that throughout our lives. In the movies, time passing is depicted as a clock or sundial in time-lapse photography in rapid motion. We see hair gray up and other parts sag down. So for this poem, we want you to write a poem that shows the passing of time. The first part will center upon something you enjoyed or did as a child. The second part will focus on your perspective on that activity and how age has changed/enhanced your vision.

Once I was a girl
Young, carefree, like you
Constrained by parents
With a straight, narrow view

Now I am the parent
And I love you
In spite of your scoffing
At my straight, narrow view

Someday I pray
You will have girls too
Loved and constrained
By your straight, narrow view

© Janet Martin

I read this prompt after a  long and heated ‘debate’ with my teen-age daughter, thus, this is what my first thought was.
 

Saturday, November 17, 2012

How To Love Your Teen-age Child




Poetics Aside Prompt: Take the phrase “How to (blank),” replace the blank with a word or phrase, make the new phrase the title of your poem, and then, write your poem.

How to love your teen-age child;
with much kindness and patience
How to acquire much kindness and patience;
with much pleading in prayer
How to inspire much pleading in prayer;
love your  * teen-ager

© Janet Martin

* a little history on the 'teen-ager'.